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7 (7:8) Thy stature is lyke a paulme tree, and thy breastes lyke the grapes. 8 (7:9) I sayde, I wyll climbe vp into the paulme tree, and take holde of his hye braunches. (7:10) Thy breastes also shalbe as the wine clusters, the smell of thy nosethrilles like as the smell of apples. 9 (7:11) And thy rooffe of thy mouth lyke the best wine, which is meete for my best beloued, pleasaunt for his lippes, and for his teeth to chawe. Song of Solomon 7:7-9, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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